In the time of fagot Queen Victoria 's reign on the south slopes of Dartmoor, in the County of Devonshire in Southern England


girl Blenkinsopp 's sacrifice.


I saw Morelands for the offset time that morning. The sun shone gold on the mellisonant sandstone of the frontage as I approached from the south. It looked huge. I wanted a country retreat, this was almost a mansion.

"My God Carstairs,"I asked of my lawyer,"What have I done ?"

"Bought a pig in a sack Geoffrey,"he surmised,"You thought it a bargain."

"No one said it was on top of a mountain !"I replied.

"We don't have stack in Devon !"he laughed.

I groaned, it had seemed such a bargain and Mother had repeatedly urged me to buy an the three estates so in a moment of craziness I had snapped up Colonel Melchett's state residence when it came up for auction. I had not even intended to bid for it but after being outbid on a property in Plymouth the red mist had descended.

I had not expected a sandstone facade. I had not expected anything so large having misread the specification as 10 rooms whereas it was10 bedrooms plus servants quarters, and I had certainly not expected to notice the entire staff lined up awaiting my arrival.

Hawkins the Butler, Mrs Rogers the James Cook, Bessie the maid and young woman Blenkinsopp the housekeeper as well as unnumbered nurseryman and the three estates worker, all on tenterhooks as to whether I would take them into my employment.

I greeted them and when Coleman Hawkins had introduced me to Miss Blenkinsopp I asked her to name up chamber for myself and Carstairs and jokingly asked her to fix up a couple of housemaid to celebrate us warm at night.

"I about certainly shall not !"misfire Blenkinsopp insisted.

"well if you wish to remain in my employ you will wee-wee certainly I want for nothing, is that clear."I demanded as I realised Miss Blenkinsopp was one employee I should probably be safe off without.

"Yes Mr Esme Stuart Lennox Robinson,"she agreed,"I understand."

We ate a reasonable dinner party, and a tolerable supper but when bed time came there was no willing maid.

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I shouted in frustration,"A moment of your time."

She came in her night gown,"Mr Robinson, what ever is the matter."

"No maiden, I ordered a maidservant, now find me a amah or I shall dismiss you with no references,"I insisted.

She glared at me,"In that case,"she said,"I shall warm you myself !"

I just stared,"You ?"She stood looking at me. She was no innocent maiden, she had to be nearer forty than 30, almost my age in fact, but she was comely, and may even induce been a looker once.

"When I say warm I mean backing ?"I clarified.

"If I must,"she agreed.

"I said a maidservant,"I reminded her.

"Sir, I am untouched and am undoubtedly barren so there should be no embarrassment."she suggested.

I smiled"So be it then, disrobe and let me ingest advantage of your plenteous bosoms."

"I prefer to disrobe beneath the bedclothes if I must,"she insisted.

"So be it,"I agreed. I watched as she peeled back the bed dress and slipped nervously into the bed.

I followed. I blew out the concluding taper. Moonlight cast its eerie glow across the bedroom. The bed was dusty. I embraced her and slipped my hands to the hem of her nightdress and slid it upwards until her boob were freed. I slipped my own nightshirt up and over my forefront and then lay beside her.

The the great unwashed of apparel around her cervix annoyed me and in a trice I had her raise her arms that I might slew it off her and we lay together warming each other.

My member reared against her paunch. I reached and felt a masses of wiry hair,"That must go, I want my bawd unclouded shaven,"I said without thinking.

She half sobbed,"That was cruel, I apologise,"I said,"But it will increase you pleasure."

"What do you care about my pleasure !"she replied.

"ma'am, the cry of XTC when a fair sex reaches her peak of excitement is always my aim, it is my sign to release my seed do you see ?"I asked but she had no noesis of rapture so my words were in vain.

I continued to explore with my fingerbreadth. She was terrified. She shook with awe. I changed tack. I nuzzled and kissed her cervix. I rolled her left teat between finger and thumb. I tenderly squeezed the hairy pitcher's mound next her womb.

She moaned involuntarily as she came to eff something of joy. Her teat distended. Her breathing space came in short gasps. My finger traced the groove down from the hairy mound. I found the soft moist patch and eased a finger inside. I felt resistance. I tried a second finger and found the Sami. She was indeed untouched.

Untouched yet moist. I eased her thighs apart and slid over her. My fellow member strained mightily as he had not had a gallop for too long and I gently aimed him between her sonant moist lips.

"Are you prepared ?"I asked.

"As I shall ever be,"she replied.

I eased myself into her. She gasped. She bit her lingua. resistor. I eased back and thrusting hard and quite on the spur of the moment my member was deep inside her.

"Can you bear it ?"I asked.

"Indeed,"she agreed,

"Then I shall take you to heaven !"I promised rather headlong. I started to go within her gently at first then building a rhythm. I own that it was rather pleasant. My caution melted away and the intellection she was barren appealed greatly as with no danger of offspring I felt able-bodied to extend all the way to emission and beyond.

She seemed to answer, I fully expected her to lie like a dead fish but she seemed to be willing me on, spurring me to ever more than emphatic endeavours until at final stage I ejaculated forcibly making her gasp in delight.

"Thank you,"I said as I rolled aside and lay exhausted,"Thank you indeed."

I woke with the dawn. She had risen already."unspoiled morning sir."She said and she blushed as I stepped naked from the bed.

"It is indeed, and I thank you."I said cheerily,"And what skillful way to start the day than a pleasant fuck."

"Sir, lastly nighttime, well."she blustered.

"Delightful,"I insisted,"Now simply see a few tricks to please me and your retain employment is assured."

She would not look me in the eye."Sir, I don't know what came over me. I am mortified to think of how I behaved."

"Miss Blenkinsopp,"I replied,"For myself I was delighted at the way you behaved last nighttime. It was quite delightful. I slept like a log. In fact I wish to avail myself of your charms again."

"No, it must quit,"she said. She turned away. I stepped towards her and embraced her.

"No ! '' she exclaimed.

I cupped her titty in my hands and nuzzled her neck,"Yes,"I insisted. I dropped a manus down to her belly and squeezed her mound.

"No,"she said despairingly but her eubstance betrayed her. Her tit were hardened. Her quim moistening. I had her bend over the dressing table. I raised the hem of her night nightie. My penis reared and in a moment I had guided him within her parted buttocks and in to her soft rip peach.

"Ohhh sir no sir,"she gasped as I gripped her mounds firmly as I pleasured myself again.

I noticed the Zane Grey streaks in her hair but it did not rag me unduly. She had wonderful little ear lobes, very nibble-able. I kissed her neck tenderly as I fucked her. I watched her face in the dressing table mirror as she watched mine.

She could not disguise her pleasure. Even if she had wanted to, she smiled helplessly into the mirror and I grinned in my good turn as we fucked greedily, Grasping for every troy ounce of pleasure.

outlet came easily and I expelled freely within her. Carelessly flooding her part where with a young maid I should take in taken more care. It was a delight to cum inside her and not to have to expell between the buttocks or between the mounds.

I pulled out of her with reluctance. She seemed quite shocked at the intensity level of our passion. She slipped from my way like a wraith and by the time I had washed and dressed she was down the stairs supervising breakfast.

I resolved to taste her again that evening but before lunch I was called away.

I went first to Totnes, then by train to Bristol and finally to London.

As for misfire Blenkinsopp I did not forget her but rather pushed her to the back of my mind.

Mother periodically chided me for not marrying and suggested various suited young ladies most of whom I was sadly old enough to be their forefather, and sadly Devon and Morelands slipped further from my thoughts.

The winter passed and the outflow came again and quite suddenly girl Blenkinsopp was thrust right into the centre of my consciousness.

I was at my John Griffith Chaney desk when wagonwright my clerk knocked and said In had a visitor, a Miss Blenkinsopp. I did not recognise the name.

"Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"Send her up."

She waddled awkwardly into my office,"Miss Blenkinsopp ?"I queried as I saw she was heavily with child.

"From Morelands sir,"she explained,"In Devon, do you remember."

"Morelands ? My country house, fille Blenkinsopp ?"I queried,"But."

"Yes sir Morelands,"she confirmed.

"And the child ?"I enquired.

"Yours sir,"she said,"I know not what to do, I can not hide out it any longer."

"Mine, are you sure ?"I asked as I looked at her sad eyes and greying hair.

"I have laid with none but you,"she stated.

"My god, I'm to be a Father, in effect master. I must have been blackmailed for hundreds of Republic of Guinea for children which were not mine !"I laughed,"But you are in earnest, my god."

"Sir,"she said,"I had no idea."

"And what do you want from me ?"I asked,"Money presumably ?"

"To hold back my employment,"she pleaded.

"With a child, that would be a scandal,"I laughed."I don't even recognize your first gear name."

"Serena sir."she said meekly.

"Serena, its a good while since I last poked a mother to be, shall you oblige me ?"I asked.

"No sir."she refused.

"But fille Blenkinsopp do you not remember the morning when I bent you over the dressing table ? Shall we not visit heaven again ?"

"You remember ?"she asked.

"Oh I remember,"I agreed,"A Zane Grey haired virgin, how could I forget."

"And your nestling ?"she asked.

I looked her in the eye."get your coat off. Lift your skirts. Lower your underpants. Bend over my desk and remind me of what I ever saw in you."

"Sir you toy with me !"she protested.

I locked my part door,"No I want to palpate you,"I explained and I slipped my coat of arms around her from behind and held her knocker. Full ripe bosom. I held her bump with my child and then I wrenched down her skirts and underthings. Her suspender were a challenge but I unhooked her stockings and bared her backside.

He quim pouted obscenely when seen from behind her as she supported herself on her elbows as I bent her over the desk.

"My baby !"she pleaded, but her torso had betrayed her again. Her quim was dampish. I dropped my trouser and buried my penis in her quim. She gasped. I held her knocker and kissed her neck as I pounded in to her.

"Ohhhhh, she groaned and I remembered how delightful our liaison had been in Devon.

It was akin to pulling on a ducky couple of skidder, very pleasant if unspectacular.

The present moment came soon enough, my cares melted away and then my member exploded delightfully filling her already filled womb with my source. It was extremely pleasant and I determined to take over the experience frequently.
"Yes, you will do, I shall find a room for you where I may call from metre to time to enjoy a gallop,"I suggested.

"I want to proceed to serve in Devon, will you not facilitate me ?"she asked.

"Oh very well, go to my town theatre, ask for Mrs Hamworthy and say you are my whore for the meter being and ask to be accommodated."I suggested.

"I shall say no such thing !"she replied angrily.

"And leave your underpants off I may need to fuck you with some urgency."I insisted and indeed I picked up her underpants and slipped them into my breast pouch. I handed her a coin."Here,"I said,"A wop for your fare."

She dressed and scowled at me,"Very well, so be it."I unlocked the door and let her leave.

I returned domicile at seven o'clock. I went indoors. I hung my hat on the hat stand and my coat on the pelage bait and then Mother approached in a blind fury,"Geoffrey what on earth have you been doing ?"

"Sorry ?"I enquired.

"Miss Blenkinsopp Geoffrey, she is with child !"she insisted.

"Indeed she is my lady of pleasure of the moment,"I suggested.

"But Geoffrey,"Mother exclaimed,"You do not understand, Miss Blenkinsopp's mother, Clara, was my protagonist. We came out together, Geoffrey. I knew the phratry had job. The estate went to a remote first cousin when her founder died, and she clearly had to go for employment in a menial theatrical role but to treat her like a common cocotte is insufferable."

"Very well then draw her out,"I suggested.

"Geoffrey,"mother insisted."It will not do, Miss Blenkinsopp is a very fair to middling person and I am determined that you shall treat her correctly."

"Very well announce the engagement in the Times, if we take care we can own a christening and wedding combined,"I laughed.

"That is not funny Geoffrey, no you shall be married in the registry billet at Totnes and hope none of our friends notice,"she insisted.

"I said it in jest mother,"I sighed.

"But wed her you shall Geoffrey and that is my concluding word,"mother declared firmly.
"Oh, and what does Miss Blenkinsopp say ?"I enquired.

"That is not at effect, she will do what is necessary,"Mother insisted.

Miss Blenkinsopp joined us."I understand we are to be married Serena,"I suggested.

"Yes, your mother suggested it might be a solution,"she replied.

"Then we are agreed,"I laughed,"No love just a convenience !"

"On the adverse sir, I fell in passion with you the moment I saw you,"she replied.

I was utterly shocked,"What did you say ?"I demanded.

She looked me in the eye and stated"I love you, why else do you consider I let you make love to me ?"

"Oh bloody snake pit,"I said and I sat down,"Gosh."

mother broke the secrecy,"I will make Mrs Hamworthy put an spare pillow in your bed Geoffrey."

"Yes,"I agreed.

Mother continued"And you will need a greenhouse and if it is a girl you will call for a wet nurse."

"Why ?"I enquired.

"For an heir Geoffrey. No prison term to devastate, if it is a girl back in harness straight away,"female parent insisted.

It was altogether a very quiet liaison, a round-eyed ceremony at the registration berth at Totnes Assises, a pipe down reception, a brief visit at Morelands and then the patter of petite feet.

A girl. So it was back in harness and try for a boy. No success yet but it has proved to be very gratifying and satisfying trying. Many a good tune is played on an old fiddle !